#one step ahead

[bajablastflavoredsaxreed]

spies are forever is peak because they managed to work a homoerotic sword fight into their cold-war era espionage action dramedy

[lobotomy-jpeg]

Me, one day into the spy misery musical: staircase scene and the intricacies of the smoke covering Owen and the pain and the

Me, six and a half years into the spy misery musical: and here you can see how the music resembles an orgasm while curtwen are trying to reload those thangs

(Run to the peak and then three squirts)

[suckishima]

"You see... never in my life have I thought I could challenge someone better than me and win."

[modern-tina-denmark]

Do you think Curt didnt have a clear image of Owens face after all those years and drinks. Do you think he forgot details and then features. The sound of his voice, his gait. Do you think that made it easier to not recognize DMA. Do you think that maybe it was easier to shoot him because he wasn't how he remembered him bc he could only remember pieces

[lilyandlaces-blog]

Always one step ahead

[princessbrunette]

Deer!reader who’s always getting lost in crowded places and bf!pope who panics every time (tries to remain calm but fails😔)

"⭒˚｡⋆🦌⋆⭒˚｡"

“dude, we’ll find her it’s fine.” jj slaps his shoulder, undoubtably more chill than the heyward boy was feeling in that moment — standing up straight as he scans over what seems to be a million heads looking for yours.

“okay well do you see her, jj? because i don’t.” pope tries to keep his voice level to convince himself that he’s really calm. now of all times was the worst for you to just disappear.

your heart was racing, you hated being separated from pope as it was — and now you stood in the centre of a moroccan market, far from home with no cell service to be able to text him and ask him to come get you. you hug yourself, trying not to cry. be a big girl, that’s what pope would tell you to do.

you’re really about to give up and start freaking out, before a hand shoots out of seemingly nowhere and grabs your wrist, yanking you towards the familiar body.

“what did i tell you? no running off!” pope exasperates, and you could tell he was frustrated but you throw yourself at his chest anyway, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“pope!” you breathe.

“are you shaking?” his voice softens a little, pulling back to check you over. you shrug, shy all of a sudden because you knew it was silly to get so scared — but you truly couldn’t go anywhere without him. “you’re okay, yeah?”

“yeah, i’m sorry.”

“no you’re… fine. i need to take better care of you. come on, so not letting go of your hand this time.” he extends his palm, wiggling his fingers and you take it happily, bounding along at his side.

"⭒˚｡⋆🦌⋆⭒˚｡"

[mythuzalasheir3]

Hit Me from Death Becomes Her gives sapphic One Step Ahead from Spies Are Forever prove me wrong (you can’t)

[f-misc]

One Step Ahead in rehearsal!